<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Dating A Woman Not Your Wife</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh i know how it feels</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i wear black<br>a coat to blend to the night<br>when i date<br>a woman not my wife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i imagine a room<br>a bottle of champagne<br>a glass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i imagine i undress myself<br>have my shower<br>with her<br>together</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we clean ourselves with soap<br>and water<br>at the hotel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then we wipe ourselves<br>with a clean white <br>towel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and we spray perfume<br>to our warm bodies<br>we imagine<br>we sleep tonight<br>and do<br>the things we have long imagined</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we imagine<br>we wake up the following morning<br>some light<br>filtering in<br>the venetian blinds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">some lights<br>stab our eyes<br>and we feel the hurt after<br>the pleasures<br>that even outside the room<br>of the hotel that night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we still imagine<br>sometimes we imagine we have no guilt at all<br>but it is always there</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we still imagine<br>and we imagine we can sleep soundly </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on eyes closed<br>we travel somewhere else thinking about the first paradise</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491546" data-title="On Dating A Woman Not Your Wife de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="oh i know how it feels i wear black a coat to blend to the night when i date a woman not my wife i imagine a room a bottle of champagne a glass i imagine i undress myself have my shower with her together we clean ourselves with soap and water ..."></div> </div> </div>

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